4:11 p.m. - Sunday, May. 13, 2007
i answered the last one.
o: why didnt you answer the phone before?
i hate myself. i do. i hate my reactions to stuff. i hate my unintended reactions to stuff. i love him. i dont. but, i do still like him. but i am going to have to try to have a real talk with him. i feel like he fronts a lot. like, he has this character he puts on for stupid people because he believes hes so much smarter than everyone. but, im on his level and i wont be patronized. if a relationship is going to work, we have to be able to honestly communicate-find a way...so, i have to do that. or else i am just going to keep fucking my own head up. letting him hurt me-which is wrong. i dont get hurt. but i want to cry right now for some reason.
i just want him to understand me. god this is dumb. i spent like two hours today browsing diaries and skipping over ones about girls and their boys and vice versa.
i am a pea calling the pod green over here.